WE’RE HOMELESS, BUT MY DAUGHTER STILL MAKES SURE THE PUPPY EATS FIRST
The hardest part isn’t the cold concrete or the way people look through you as if you’re just another piece of furniture. It’s trying to explain to your kids why their friends don’t come around anymore. Why their shoes don’t fit properly. Why dinner is sometimes just half a granola bar. We’ve been out here…
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